Monday, May 29, 2006

Repo Man

I once worked a as repo man for one of those lousy tv rental companies. One time we had this particularly difficult customer who hadn't paid her bill in months and had moved a few times in an effort to avoid her creditors. Anyway, someone finally tracked her down and, since she was thought to be unstable, the Manager asked me to take Hal a 6'5 250 lb, black, former Navy Seal
who was a driver for us...just in case.
We arrived at the building, found a way in, tapped on the door and waited after afew minutes, the door opened and there stood this monsterously huge, obese woman in some type of tent-like robe. She demanded to know "who the F...k, are you?" and I (stepping in the door) explained
calmly that her bill was past due and that I had to pick-up the TV. She slammed one huge, ham-sized fist down on the tv (I was moving toward it) and warned me that if I didn't leave right-away she was going to"F...k up your white ass"...I then looked back to Hal, wondering when he was going to step up and add his presence to the mix, only to find, He wasn't there! In fact, he'd disappeared as soon as the woman opened the door! I turned back to the angry red-eyed, puffing hulk. Apologized for bothering her, and made a hasty exit myeslf.
The TV was never seen again.

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